I love painting, But I'm not a good painter, I Wish I were, For, I could draw you. I love writing, But I'm not a good writer; I wish I were, For, I could write you. I wish I could write, Even about you But I can't write. Even your name, For I've forgotten, Your name. I wish I could remember, Your name, Then, maybe I could remember , Your face, Or, maybe I could draw you, Better. But what was Your name? Does it make any difference? When I cannot remember, Your name, Your face? But why, Can't I, Remember, Your name, Your face, While, everything, Would remain, Within one's heart? My Heart? My Heart? Where are you? Do you know The answer? My heart? My Heart? Where are you? "But where's my heart, What might happened, To my heart? Where could it be?" "Do you know my mind?' _ "I think: I've seen it For the last, When it was calling Your name, It was looking For you." But could it be lost? Or……. I think you should know, For sure you should know, But tell me Why……..? Why can't I remember Your name, Your face, But I can remember You…………. Did you seize my heart.....? But how cruel you are, But how cruel you are, You've stolen my heart, And still, Deny……….? And you've taken my hearty While you kept, Your heart? How cruel you are…. I wish I were A painter, I wish I were A writer. I wish I were brave enough, Then may be I could seize yours ( Your heart ), But what have you done, To mine? For I feel, I've lost mine. I think I've lost my heart, I've missed mine. But how cruel you are. I wish I were a painter I wish I were a writer I wish I could do My best; Even if, it be All in vain, All in vain, I wish I were brave enough, Then may be I could Draw you Word by word, But………….. How cruel you were, When I loved you A lot, You did me Deny. I'm not a good lover But, I wish I were, But……….. I will draw you Line by line And I will write you Word by word. But I will remain You face clear, Then, I will wait, For you, To come, For you, To come, And… Finish my lines, My words, By yours. I wish You Could…….. Icyangel 2007-05-28 |